Creative Writing: Le Tour De Froome

“Jeremy McGrath is an unlikely champion who became a legend in Supercross, and helped bring the sport out of the backyard and into your living room”. Wining 12 major championships is not the easiest thing ever. Having almost 3 perfect seasons is even harder. But Jeremy McGrath has accomplished almost all of these. He wants us to understand that the life of a professional rider is not all it is worked up to be, but

fixing your bike in the middle of nowhere with what you got. One famous race is the

Sunshine was pouring out from in between the buildings, casting shadows all around Ponyboy and the gang as they walked to Pony’s school. They were taking their time walking down the streets and for the first time they all were really seeing what was all around them. Memories were surfacing in their minds showing them what it all meant to them. With every step they took on the sidewalk they remembered a different memory as if they were walking down memory lane. Ponyboy didn’t think it was possible for him to be walking down this street for the last time as a high school student, but he had gone through the years with great grades that earned him many scholarships.

A non-profit club with a strong commitment to fundraising initiatives, Gastown Cycling encourages friendship and fitness through cycling. Sergio has been riding since the 1980’s and is currently a Director serving on the Club’s Executive. He has witnessed first-hand the dramatic growth in his sport. Over the years Sergio has seen the sport became increasingly social. As we chatted about some of Sergio’s favourite rides, it quickly became apparent to me that the “pit-stop” coffee break location was an essential component to route planning. The majority of the Club’s weekend rides are 80-90km long, so a well-timed coffee break and social gathering makes the effort that much more enjoyable. From recreational cyclist, weekend warrior, biker commuter to competitive racer Vancouver is the place to

This event put alex into a major state of depression and for four to five months had shut everybody out of his life. Within these few months he wasn’t eating and started having a small drug problem. Meanwhile all of his friends and family were trying to cheer him up and give him advice, but it wasn’t until his dad finally took him to the biggest race of his life. He had a representative from a major sponsor hear about his situation out of california and was part of a factory honda team just like football with sponsors. His dad had heard about the opportunity and jumped on it quick. This was a very big deal for alex but his mindset was just not in the right place. This is when all of his Family and friends were trying to get his head in the game and Alex had a week to practice for this big race. He was practicing as if he had never gotten off the bike

The audience is for cyclists that consider cycling a hobby and they may be interested in other hobbies. Additionally, the audience is the fans that she had from Lovely Bicycle that may transition over to this new site. This blog rhetorical mode would be narration because it tells the story of the actions of how the author got into the hobbies and the success they gained from them. The purpose of the blog was to connect a hobby with another. It also showed how much these hobbies impacted the author’s life and how they have pride in them. In conclusion, this blog was supposed to help the author connect with the readers.

To compete in the ugliest days of weather and still want to run another lap because of the amazing feeling – personification

They will work collaboratively to add their favorite places to visit in Brownsville and Harlingen to create their perfect Bike Trail. These places they build will guide them to where they will be traveling to while crossing both beautiful cities of Brownsville and Harlingen. Since everyone has a ‘limit’ they will need to both stop at a midpoint which is at coordinate (0,4) where they will have a water break before continuing on their route. The finish product will be a continuous unique Bike Trail in a poster where the spokesperson for each group will be presenting during the Gallery Walk while the rest will be determining if their classmates understand the reason behind the limits and continuity project. They will be given a rubric where they will be asking each other questions. Overall, the projects were a success.

I close the door of the elevator behind my husband. Our eyes join, like they have so many times before, and we are motionless; pausing our lives, only for a second. I hadn’t expected him to go out for recruitment. Although I suppose I should have; he’s far too proud to let others fight for him. That is where we differ. I desire safety, and he would go to any length to prove to me that he will always keep me safe, even at the expense of his own safety. Almost like we’re the perfect match of opposites. In this moment of stillness, he looks so much smaller than I remember. Too small to go to war. I long to make him stay somehow. If only our eyes could speak when our mouths are speechless and taken by premature grief. I go to open the door again,

The smell of heated metal in this confined room started to clear my sinuses. As the temperature rose higher and higher, I felt my nose hairs slowly start to shrink and dissipate. As the walls crept closer and closer I realized I was being pushed to my death. The walls were closing on in on me and were forcing me to go in the only direction I didn’t want to. As I felt the heat of the walls start to slowly toast my back, I slid off the ground and into the abyss. As I held myself on the side of the pit for dear life, I find myself fixated on the hell laying below me, unable to avert my eyes. I looked around. Nothing. I looked at the sliding walls. Smooth as ice. There were no windows, no doors. I looked at the ceiling, there was no sky. I looked

Attending the beginner's classes for velodrome racing, Moritz says that they have a name for him on the track. They call him "Crash Karl." When asked why they call him that, Moritz grinned and showed a mostly healed but still road rashed injury on his shin. He took up velodrome racing because he had heard that it improves cadence, balance and speed. However, because of the TBI he had suffered five years ago, he originally found it difficult to shift the fixed gear on his track bike. Moritz had to practice three to four months, but in the end, his determination won out.

Granted, most human beings are creatures of habit, and those dedicated and passionate commuting cyclists are no different. They tend to ride the same route, at the same hour of the day on their quest to to arrive at work on time. During storm season, a unity of purpose is evident. Simply observe a group of cyclists at the next stop light. Splattered with mud, soaked to the skin, they will nod at each other, in solidarity. Comrades in Gortex, they bravely forgo the comforts of an automobile or bus and spin along our transportation corridors undeterred by stormy conditions.

Ahead crowds of cyclists pack the streets. Bobby’s twin throws his cap high in the air and catches it in jubilation. The Dolphin Statue is near, even if I can’t see it. I bike faster to join them, though the heat and exhaustion have taken its toll. I slow down and pause to lean my head on the handlebars. My body caves.

I lay in bed and reason that riding a bicycle isn’t so special after all. In fact, it’s overrated. Still, I realize these excuses won’t fly with Doris or Zak. So, when she knocks at my front door, I greet her dressed, and in a cheerful mood.

Froome has dominated Tour de France in the modern era and he has now won this prestigious race three times. He has a lot of years left in his professional care and it is possible for him to in face even double his tally of overall victories. Here, we will discuss his dominance of the race by taking a look at the three races that he has won so far.